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House in a Hurricane
Poetry by Seth Michelson
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Kaddish for My Unborn Son
Poetry by Seth Michelson
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Maestro of Brutal Splendor
Poetry by Seth Michelson
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Seth Michelson
Bio
Seth Michelson currently lives in Los Angeles, California. Just as he has enjoyed living in many places (Baltimore, Buenos Aires, Helsinki, Montevideo, New York City, Sydney, and elsewhere), he also has enjoyed many jobs (bouncer, janitor, journalist, limo driver, pizza maker, professor, and more). His poetry has appeared in journals across the country, and he is the author of the chapbooks Maestro of Brutal Splendor, Kaddish for My Unborn Son, and House in a Hurricane. He also is the translator of the book of poetry El ghetto, by Argentine poet Tamara Kamenszain. He welcomes contact (everything from simple hellos to formal invitations to read his work) at sethmichelson@gmail.com.
Reviews
“Seth Michelson's House in a Hurricane weaves, out of despair, loneliness, the ordinary and sometimes the ugly, things of beauty, joy and worth. I ran the gamut of emotions as I read this book – in one sitting, by the way. It's a written work of art, and isn't that what art does? Makes us feel? To paraphrase a line from one of Seth’s poems, I fell a million ways in love with this book.”
~ Lucy Spinetti, Boston Literary Magazine
"Seth Michelson's poems, one after another, wrangle the brutal and broken world into something that sings. This is hard work, and good work."
~ Ross Gay, Against Which
"House in a Hurricane is exactly that: a safe haven of poems beautifully guided by Seth Michelson – but be prepared for dangerous weather. This is 'leaping poetry,' a collection which is perfectly irreligious and spiritual, written by a poet who is so craft-wise and well-read one might not notice the rising of the wily winds."
~ Kate Knapp Johnson, Wind Somewhere, and Shade, The Perfect Life: Poems, and When Orchids Were Flowers
"Seth Michelson is a young poet of great gifts and energies, passions. Intense, language-drunk, drunk on the sounds of language, in love with the possibilities of language while not neglectful of its responsibilities. His poems strike me as more alive than many poets (young or old!), more necessary. In 30 years, most of this edition will be tattered and faded, but I also predict, it will be known as his brilliant debut. Come to my gravesite to tell me I was right!"
~ Thomas Lux, God Particles, The Cradle Place, New and Selected Poems: 1975-1995.
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